As it's written, the dark, long and narrow Canyon calls to many. Men carry the light into darkness, and while most fall forever into the shadows, a fine few walk tall through the Canyon and live as Heroes.

Canyon Of Heroes India Pale Ale is our task and your courage.

Barely contained by its surroundings, Canyon Of Heroes screams at your senses and pushes into you with the grace of a blade.

Bought a 22 oz. bomber at the liquor store in Kimbark Plaza in Hyde Park, Chicago. Served in my Firestone Walker tulip

Appearance (3.75/5): Unfiltered goodness. It's opaque orange with a small one finger head of white foam. I would have expected a bit more head in a middle-of-the-road ABV beer like Canyon of Heroes. Oh well, can't have everything. This is still a good looking beer.

Smell (3.75/5): Pineapple and tropical fruit hops in the nose, with a little earthy spice kick to it. As with all of Half Acre's hopped up offerings, there is something unusual going on with the hop profile that is instantly recognizable from nose.

Taste (4/5): Complex hop attack. Floral and grassy up front, progressively more bitter as it goes down; strong pine and pink grapefruit citrus flavors in the back. Has a malt sweetness underlying the hops similar to Daisy Cutter that compliments the tropical and citrus fruit hop flavors but cuts the bitterness. Personally, I would have liked a little more aggressive bitterness.

Mouthfeel (3.25/5): A lighter mouthfeel, a little lacking in terms of body and carbonation, though (medium-low carbonation). I really enjoy the smoothness, but the mouthfeel is not as solid on this as other beers I've had by Half Acre.

Overall (3.75/5): This is a very decent beer by the good folks at Half Acre, but it's not nearly as good as some of their other seasonal releases, like Double Daisy Cutter. Nice tropical fruit and citrus flavors pervade this beer, but its achilles heel is the mouthfeel, which I think is undercarbonated. Maybe next time that'll be tightened up. Let's hope so. This beer has potential with its interesting hop profile and nice malt bill.

(Served in a tulip glass) A- This beer has a hazy aged orange body with a lumpy beige thin head and bubbles that pop off at the base.

S- The dry papery green hops have a bigger juicy orange hop aroma in the finish.

T- The fruity and citrus pith hops are supported by some nice malt notes that add a bit of sweetness in the finish. There is an orange rind hop pungency that lingers in the aftertaste and grows a bit along with the sweetness as it opens.

M- The medium mouthfeel has a crisp fizz and no alcohol heat.

O- This beer has a fresh crisp hop flavor with good malt support. A nice solid IPA that is big but very drinkable.

From the commercial description, you'd think the name would be "Stabbed in the Guts IPA" or "Surprise Seppuku". Were knife fights all the rage back in the cowboy days?

What we have here is yet another citrus-forward, well rounded and drinkable IPA from Half Acre. The first few whiffs really wow you with the citrusy grapefruit/orange rind leaning just enough into tropical territory. Later some sandalwood and green herbal notes surface, field wildflowers.

Hazy sunshine orange, spotty seafoam lace, good coverage on the surface. Punchy hop bitterness, orange peel and some pale malt in the middle. On the lighter side of medium bodied, easily drinkable. Overall a well rounded IPA with no flaws, seems to be Half Acre's calling card.

This thing just sounds like a strangely-named stage of a cheap RPG. Regardless, it pours a mostly clear sunrise straw-amber topped by a finger of lightly off-white foam. The nose comprises light leek, funky lemon zest, lightly-misty greens, and some very light sweet biscuit in the background. The taste brings in more of the same, with a dearth of leek (thankfully) and an emphasis on the greenery over all else. It works here. The body is a light medium, with a light moderate carbonation and a drying finish. Overall, a very nice IPA, better than the other, more half-hearted offerings from Half Acre lately (all my opinion, clearly).